Another Form of Relief

There seems to be a small trend for adorable neurotic girls with accents in music at the moment. Just when you think that Sweden has this particular corner of the market covered with Hello Saferide, France have decided to hit back with the duo of SoKo.

Now I can’t tell you very much about them because they don’t have a proper website and a lot of what I did find is written in French. They do seem to comprise of SoKo Girl and SoKo Boy (I’m guessing stage names rather than vindictive parents). He tends to play the guitar while she sings, and that’s about as complex as it gets.

‘I’ll Kill Her’ is one of the those rare songs that will just sit on repeat for long periods at at time. SoKo Girl starts gently enough: she’s talking about how the guy she likes didn’t call her to go on their date. So far, so mundane. This evolves into anger as the song goes on about the “bitch” that is now in her place, through the eventual announcement that makes up the title of the song.

The interesting part here though is that the narrator seems entirely unstable. It may all be as literal as it sounds on the initial listen, or it could be so much more. Even people bitter about a breakup don’t usually launch into detailed “what ifs” about the children they would have had (even naming them Tom and Susan). At the very least, this girl has some kind of issues. Listen again though, and you start to wonder if there was even a breakup involved. She never mentions one directly. For all we know, she has never even met the guy she’s bitter about losing to someone else. This could just be the most elaborate stalker scenario put to record.

It doesn’t really matter exactly which scenario it is though. At the very least, it’s a fascinating stream of consciousness of a somewhat damaged person. It’s sung in such an informal (almost conversational) tone that it’s impossible to dislike her, no matter how crazy it may come across as at times.

MP3 SoKo - I’ll Kill Her (expired)

SoKo: Myspace

Man, that Daytona 2 machine was awesome, wasn’t it?